I'm waiting for her in front of "our" cafe. It's long past the closing time. Almost midnight in the middle of the winter. Kinda freezing. I can't feel my nose anymorw. Yet she's still not here. she's 8 hours late but it's okay. I can wait. Forever if i have to. I can kill the time by watching my breath in the cold air. And sky is beautiful. Full moon and all this stars. Can't feel my fingers holding her favourite flowers but it's okay. It's okay, love so please... Come.
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